Sweet Desire: His sweet obsession

WE KNOE WHO FORCED WHO

Sophia

”Ouch, my head” I held my head in my hands and woke up groggily, the splitting headache was which kept hitting me was unbearable, so I tried to sit up and opened my eyes slowly, but the lights from the outside, which penetrated through the window made me close my eyes back.

Where am I?

My eyes shot open with speed. The sound of water running from the bathroom got me alert and I jerked up immediately from the bed, but the pains in between my thighs made me fall back on the bed.

A small cry escaped my lips as I tried to remember everything that happened last night.

After the drink which Aunt Marie had forced down my throat, a weird sensation had run through my body, a very handsome guy was standing in front of the door and the rest of the memory was blank but it was obvious that my innocence had been taken, the pains in between my thighs was a clear indication of that.

“You’re awake already. Did you sleep well.?

I turned and what greeted me was a shirtless Adonis, walking towards me; his eyes twinkled with the tease on his lips and those lips, god help me were… wait, wait, wait, focus Sophia!

“You beast! How could you do this to me?” I backed away a little as he came close.

He left out a little laugh. “Feisty, I like this side of you too,”

What that supposed to be a compliment, after what he did? I stared at his shirtless torso, that was some really nice physique he had there, coupled with his face, it wasn’t a bad deal for a girl’s first time. Ugh, what the hell am I thinking?

My eyes went back up to his face and he had I knowing smile on it.

“You… you,”

“You what?”

“You forced yourself on me,” The words stumbled out of my mouth.

He let out a roaring laughter, it was like I’d just said the funniest thing he’d ever heard, but I wasn’t finding it funny. I waited with a grim face for him to finish laughing.

“That wasn’t meant to be funny”

“But it was, mama,” he reached out and brushed a strand of my hair out of my face. “We both know who forced themselves on someone.”

What was that supposed to mean? Was he not… the memories of last night which were blank became clear; how I dragged him inside, called him handsome and went…

“Ahhhh,” I screamed as a remember, was I such a slut. What the hell happened to me? It must have been the drink Aunt Marie forced down on my throat.

“Did you remember now? How you clung unto me and refused to let go? How you writhed with sheer pleasure as I made you feel good?” his voice whispered beside my ears. I jolted-I was so lost in thought that I hadn’t even noticed him move closer.

“Ahh ahh,’ I let out a fake laugh. “I need to start going” I said and started looking around for pair of shorts, I had only a big shirt on, which I guess was his own, with nothing underneath.

“Here you go,”

I looked and saw him holding out a short towards me, I took it and wore it immediately without thinking too much. He stood there shirtless, watching me the whole time.

I gritted my teeth and spoke. “You could have turned and not just standing there, watching me change.”

“Why mama,” he had a smirk on his lips and his eyes twinkled with mischievousness. “You don’t have to be ashamed; I’d seen everything last night.

Of course you have. Shameless prick, I cursed out in my heart.

I let out a huff and turned to go out.

“You never told me your name,” his voice made me paused. How shameless can he get.

“You won’t be needing it,” I replied, not looking back and with that, I pulled door open and left the room.

Inside the elevator ride, I kept debating whether to go back to Aunt Marie’s place or run away. What if this kind of situation happens again? Was I supposed to allow her ruin my life just like that, and without even trying to break free.?

My mind wa already made up once I stepped outside the building.

I wasn’t going back.

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Jason

I was wrong to think that she couldn’t get any cuter than she was last night, because all her reactions were priceless and they kept clawing a part of me which I had longed buried.

But it also seemed that she wasn’t here on her own will. Was she forced? Did he really force himself on her? I had girls at his beck and call and wasn’t one to force someone unwilling-though none of them girls had ever been unwilling.

I picked up my phone and dialed a number. “Come to my room, now.”

“Who was the girl in my room last night,” I asked the manager who had just entered the room. She was the one in charge of stuff like this. The girls need my money and I want a good f**k, so it’s a win-win situation, I always made sure it was consensual, that’s what the money was for but the young girl from last night seemed clueless.

“Start talking,” I commanded, my voice was firm and harsh.

She fell down immediately, with her face on the floor. “She’s my nephew, if she did anything wrong, please spare her.”

Her nephew? Was that how money minded she was? Giving up her nephew up like that? What if it was another person? All these thoughts raised through my mind and it was unsettling.

“Oh Marie, you gave out a girl under your care just for some commission,” I laughed slowly.

She raised up her head with fear which was very visible on her face. Whenever I laughed like that, it was clear to all around me that I only laughed like that when I get very angry and indeed right now, I was very angry.

“What is her name?”

“Sop… Sophia Carter,” she stuttered with fear.

“Mmm Sophia” her name sounded nice on his lips

You’re mine.